Nothing more contagious than laughter Jerome Valeska & reader

Not Arkam anyhow

I wake up to be in a room full of people in the Arkam uniform. I tried to move but I was tied to a box carrier thingy. I look down at my restraints to see that they were belts. This reminded me of the dream I had last night. I look around to see Jerome next to my best friend, Barbara Keen. I look the other way to see Greenwood, Aaron and Dobkins. Then, an older male and a female, who I know to be Tabitha Galavan, walk into the room. The man introduces himself as Theo Galavan and, apparently, Tabitha is his sister. They start talking about why we are here. One of the guys ask where we are. Me being an absolute gobshite (no offence to you, the reader) I interrupt. "It ain't Arkam, anyhow" I say. Tabitha looks at me and gives me a playful death stare. Tabitha was my friend back in the day, we lost connection when she moved to another state, somewhere in Seattle I think. Why is she back in Gotham? Why didn't she tell me she had an older brother? Where had she... I was knocked out my thoughts by Aaron telling me to shut up. I roll my eyes at him. Dipshit. I thought. Galavan continued talking about us having big plans and wanting to take control of the city and all that boring shit. Jerome started talking about random shit to Theo, I hadn't been listening. "I see people with potential, people who have been hurt" he looked between Jerome and Barbara "People who have lived in darkness their whole lives" he was looking directly at me, now. I looked the other way and towards Tabitha who had her head hung low. She told her brother? Why would she do that? She knew it was a secret that I wanted hidden from everyone else, why did she do this? I felt a tear escape my eye. I quickly wiped my eyes just in case someone noticed. When I was younger, my mother had taken care of me when my father didn't, she was kind to me when my father was being a complete douche. When my father killed her, I was only 10. From that moment, my life was dull and grey. When I killed my father, everything turned technicolor.

Time skip brought to you by Jerome stapling his face back on

Theo had left us to our own devices, well, when he freed us from our captivating hold on the box trolleys. A couple of minutes later, Theo came back with a whole bunch of cool weapons and shit. He set them down, looked at me, smiled and walked back out the room. I moved over to the guns and hammers. I was good with hammers, guns, knives. I could tell the difference between a caliber cylinder and I knew every single use and how to deassemble the most complicated swiss army knife. Hammers, I could play golf with a sledgehammer. Suddenly, I was knocked out my thoughts by a chainsaw starting up. I look over at Jerome and Greenwood to see them about to fight each other. I pick up a huge sledgehammer, ran in between them and stopped Jerome from chainsawing the shit out of Greenwood. I was down on one knee, holding the sledgehammer up in the air, blocking Jerome's attack. Jerome stopped the chainsaw and looked at me in surprise. "Why are you two at each others necks?!" I asked angrily. Jerome pointed at Greenwood, who was holding a samurai sword. Jerome had its sheath, so Greenwood must have stolen it. I held my hand out to Greenwood but he didn't give me the sword. I look at him, narrowing my eyes. "Gimme. The sword. And no-one. Gets hurt" I say, breaking it up. He rolls his eyes and speaks "Make me, ya blind eyed bitch" I raised an eyebrow and put my sledgehammer over my shoulder. "If you think I'm scared of you, think again, girlie" He said imitating my h/t accent. I groped the sledgehammer with both hands and lifted it into an attack position. Then, Theo slid between us and pushed us away from each other. He kept held of my shoulder and spoke to the both of us. "Look at us, fighting each other like wild animals. Were a team boys, F/N" Theo says in his monotone voice, Dobkins repeated "Yeah, were a team, boys" I look at him with such a glare that if looks could kill, he wouldn't be visible, he'd be chopped up into little pieces. "And I'm the captain" Greenwood says. I look at him with disgust and hatred. "Captain of my foot" Me and Jerome said at the same time, dropping our weapons. "I've murdered a dozen women. Terrorized the city. And what have you done? Chopped up your mommy and killed your daddy?" I roll my eyes and speak before Jerome "Everyone has to start somewhere" I say and Jerome continues "See, we share a vision, ambition and brains" He says, letting me continue "And your just a nutty old cannibal. How many more people can you eat before that shtick gets old?" I say making hand movements, being more dramatic than first planned. "I could eat two more" He says nodding his head. Galavan cuts between us "I see we need to settle this, once and for all" He takes out a gun, empties the bullet cylinder, taking one bullet and asking "I presume you all know the is game?" I nod and speak, again, interrupting Jerome "Ohh, love it" I had played this with my father and his friends when we were drunk. I mean, we did have some good time but they were only rare. Galavan puts the bullet in the cylinder, spins it and shuts it. "Who wants to be the boss?" I look at Jerome and he gestures to Greenwood "Ladies first" He says. Greenwood takes the gun, puts it to his head, cocks it and pulls the trigger. He was still standing. I point to Jerome, who takes the gun and puts it to his head, doing the same as Greenwood and surviving. My turn. I grab the gun "Say boys, what's the secret to good comedy?" I cock the gun, putting it to my head and pulling the trigger "Timing". I cocked it again, twisting it to under my cheekbone "And what's courage?" The familiar click means I survived, knowing I'm still dead on the inside. Note: Sarcasm. "Grace under pressure" Which I was definitely showing. I then moved it to my neck, cocking it. "And...who's the boss?" I said with such bravery that Jerome was put to shame. I pulled the trigger, looking at the two boys, who flinched. "I'm the boss. Hahahaha" I laughed slowly and lowly. "I believe you are, F/N. I believe you are" I smiled and snatched the samurai sword out of Greenwoods hand, giving it to Jerome. "Arigatō, sensei. Yeeeeeee. C'mon F/N" I was dragged into a nice white room that had a shower, a bath, a sink, a cabinet, makeup bags and a toilet. Jerome threw in a black, leather suit and told me to be ready within 20 minutes. I put the suit on and saw that it hugged my curves. I combed my h/l h/c into a messy style. Then I applied some smoky makeup. I was locked, loaded and rarring to go!!

1253 words. Is it just me or are these chapters getting longer. I mean, I am up at 14 minutes past midnight on a school night, so, yeah. I'm bored and there's nothing to do. Aaaarrrrgggggg. I can't talk to Madison because she'll be asleep and if I wake her up she'll go crazy. So, if I'm ever up late and I'm on my Insta, wolfiechan12457, do an all nighter with me. Thanks guys. Bye teaglach. Goodbye and goodnight!!!